1317 The Assassination From a Nine-Revolution Great Saint! (2/2)

”Spicy strips!!”

Nether King Er Ha's hair was waving as he swung his halberd. For every stroke he made, he destroyed a skeleton, and then he would cry out, ”Spicy strips!”

Those skeletons who were destroyed had their ghostly flames beating in confusion. 'Is there any connection between skeletons and… spicy strips?'

After a long time, no more skeletons crawled out of the ground. All that was left were their crumbled bones.

Clad in the Nether King Armor while clasping the Nether King Halberd, Nether King Er Ha stood straight like a spear. The bright red cloak streaming down from his shoulders flapped noisily in the wind. He looked rather cool right now.

Over the sky, a rumbling sound rang incessantly. The battle of Great Saints in the starry sky shook the world and attracted the attention of many experts. There seemed to be eyes in the void, watching at the fierce battle.

Earth Prison Dog's reputation was heard all over Nether Prison. As for Yellow Spring Great Sage, he wasn't as famous, but he had been the focus of many powers. The Sword Demon Patriarch, on the other hand, needed no introduction. As the Patriarch of one of the nine Nether Prison clans, his strength was formidable.

The battle that involved these figures immediately attracted the attention of various top Great Saints. It was considered one of the greatest battles of the time, one that had not been seen for years.

Nether Prison was completely crazy now. It was fighting almost all the small worlds in the Netherworld, and somehow, it did manage to bring many of them under control. And now, it was attacking Earth Prison.

However, protected by Earth Prison Dog, Earth Prison was not that easy to capture. Besides, it had the most number of Great Saints among all the small worlds. If Nether Prison were to capture Earth Prison with force, it would have to pay a serious price!

…

Standing in front of the Yellow Spring Little Restaurant and looking at the broken skeletons all over the ground, Bu Fang let out a soft sigh. Then, he clasped his hands behind his back, turned, and was about to walk into the restaurant.

All of a sudden, Nether King Er Ha sensed something. He looked up and saw clumps of black mist appear in the sky. ”Black mist?” That gave him a pause, then he cried out in shock, ”Black Temple?! First, it was the Cave of the Fallen Gods, and now the Black Temple?”

With his expression changed dramatically, Nether King Er Ha took a deep breath and shouted, ”Bu Fang, look out!”

The Black Temple was best at assassination. Since the Black Demon of the Black Temple didn't appear after so long, he must be waiting for the right time to strike, and if he didn't go to the battlefield in the starry sky, he could only be at one place…

Bu Fang, walking into the restaurant, stopped in place at the shout and looked over his shoulder at Nether King Er Ha, puzzled. Then, he saw the panic in Er Ha's eyes.

'What? Why is he panicking?' Bu Fang didn't understand. The next moment, his pupils constricted as he found that the void in front of him began to twist and distort. Gradually, a figure emerged in the twisting void. It was an expert wrapped in black bandages like a mummy, and there seemed to be a world flashing in his scarlet eyes.

”Hehehe… Are you surprised?” Black Demon sneered. ”I don't know why the Sword Demon Patriarch wants me to kill you… but as an ethical assassin, I must solemnly tell you that even if you are just a One-revolution Little Saint, since someone paid me handsomely to kill you, you won't be able to see tomorrow's sun.”

He then lifted a hand, and the black bandages wrapped around it immediately unraveled and turned into a dagger that was shrouded in black Demon energy.

Bu Fang's eyes narrowed. The next moment, he saw Black Demon thrust the dagger at him. The void cracked and broke in front of the dagger, and for a moment, the world seemed to fall silent.

Nethery, who was standing at his side, had a blank look in her eyes, while Foxy stared with wide eyes and open mouth.

Black Demon was pleased. He really enjoyed the shocked look of his targets the moment before he killed them. Whether it was in the previous age or this age, he, Black Demon, was the number one assassin of the Netherworld!

He thought that with his strength of a Nine-revolution Great Saint, assassinating a One-revolution Little Saint was like… using a sledgehammer on a gnat. Nevertheless, he was still pleased when he saw the shocked look in Bu Fang's eyes.

”Die now!”

Black Demon thrust the dagger and pushed its blade into Bu Fang's body. He was very confident that his power could kill this One-revolution Little Saint instantly!

In the distance, Nether King Er Ha let out a furious roar. He never thought that the supreme existence of the Black Temple was so shameless. How could a Nine-revolution Great Saint assassinate a One-revolution Little Saint?!

The moment Nethery saw the dagger stab into Bu Fang's body, her eyes shone with a cold green light.

BOOM!

Terrible energy exploded out as if to devour Bu Fang. However, Black Demon froze the next moment.

Bu Fang's shocked face had returned to normal, and his eyes had regained focus as he stared at Black Demon. The dagger was stabbed on his body, but it was blocked by the Vermilion Robe's invincibility. The assassination that Black Demon was very confident about had failed.

”How is that possible?!” cried Black Demon. Even though he was a Nine-revolution Great Saint, he was shocked by what happened.

”Why is that not possible?” Bu Fang's face was expressionless and extremely cold.

At this moment, Whitey thrust its Thunder Knife from behind Bu Fang, and monstrous killing intent exploded out of its mechanical eyes.

Bu Fang's indifferent eyes were also filled with rage. Suddenly, the bandage on his arm came off, revealing his Taotie Arm. With the Yin and Yang energy swirling around it, he threw the fist at Black Demon's face.

At the same time, Nethery, with a green light flickering in her eyes, threw a slap at Black Demon's cheek.